"Stop! Stop all you thugs!"
Although the Paris police were not ordered to suppress the entire demonstration, as police officers, they have the obligation to maintain social order, so they have been observing the parade from a distance from morning until now.
Fortunately, from the morning until now, the more than 200,000 demonstrators have been very orderly and not too chaotic. The trade unions and worker representatives at all levels have maintained the most basic order.
Although some windows were smashed and some inappropriate words were said, it was not enough to force the police to take action.
But when some of the workers turned into thugs and started attacking the nobles, the police couldn't sit still. They blew their sirens and rushed forward with batons.
Those people in the peaked hats saw the police coming, but they were not afraid at all! The punches and kicks didn't stop at all. He waited until the police rushed to his side and hit him with a baton.
"Come on! The police are beating us! The police are suppressing our workers. Come on!" Several workers began to shout.
The men in the peaked hats desperately raised their arms to block the rain of batons. They dared to raise their legs to fight back, and actually kicked two policemen to the ground.
This group of policemen went crazy when they saw it: "How dare you thugs fight back?"
The police batons in their hands were swung even more fiercely, and they shouted loudly, "Squat down, everyone squat down for me! Kneel down, everyone kneel down for me!"
"You damn thugs! You actually dare to hurt a noble lady. You should be shot immediately!"
"You still dare to fight back? I'll beat you to death! I let you dare to fight back! I'll beat you to death..."
In the midst of the melee, slogans and footsteps suddenly rang out from the west side of the long street. Looking up, I saw about a hundred protesting workers walking quickly towards Père Lachaise Cemetery!
No matter how capable the organizers are in a demonstration involving more than 200,000 people, it is impossible to cover everything. Small groups of workers gathered one by one, but due to time and distance constraints, they could not completely unify their orders and act at the same time.
Just now, the duck caps and the others were following a large force of more than a thousand people. At this moment, the tail of this large force could no longer be seen.
The group of people who came behind were stragglers who had not caught up with the main force for various reasons. They were not many in number and did not know what had just happened. When they saw that the police had actually started beating the worker brothers, the poor workers were squatting on the ground. , holding his head and struggling hard.
When the peaked hat saw the reinforcements arriving, he quickly shouted, "Brothers workers, come and save me, these policemen are going to kill me! They are going to take us to jail, damn the emperor, they are going to suppress us working class again."
The later group of workers obviously had no organizers or leaders. They saw that there were only eight or nine policemen in total. How dare a policeman with such a small number beat the working class?
They looked back at the more than a hundred strong brothers beside them, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Brothers, go ahead! Beat these policemen to death. They dare to attack us working class people. Beat them back!"
More than a hundred workers shouted slogans, and they caught up with them.
When the policemen saw the number of people, they were so frightened that they almost peed their pants. They threw away their caps and the duchess and turned around and ran away. However, four of them escaped more slowly, and more than a hundred people swarmed around them. Once they got there, there was chaos. beat!
"Damn it, are you going to rebel? Are you going to rebel? You are attacking the police, *Siren for help! *Siren for help!"
The miserable siren blew, and the few policemen with the fastest legs and feet rushed through the alleys like wild donkeys, looking for the support of the large force.
When they saw more than a dozen mounted policemen on the street corner, they immediately shouted excitedly, "Come on! Help, come on, help!"
"Those workers are all going crazy. They are attacking our police. Our brother is about to be beaten to death!"
More than a dozen mounted policemen on tall horses were surprised when they heard this! He actually dared to attack the police. It was so outrageous!
Since this morning, these mounted policemen have been holding back a fire in their hearts. They have long wanted to use some means against these damn thugs!
It is a pity that the police station gave strict orders and did not allow them to take any proactive actions. Unless the demonstrators started beating, smashing, looting, and burning, any police officers could only watch and not intervene.
Now it's great, the workers have taken the initiative, so what are you waiting for? If we don’t suppress them, will we still be raising them for Christmas?
The sound of horse hooves began to ring on the stone road. 16 tall horses passed through the alley and rushed towards the chaotic crowd.
When the mounted policemen saw the chaotic scene, they were so angry that fire spewed out of their noses.
Only two of the four policemen escaped and were injured all over their bodies. The remaining two were already lying in the crowd, rolling back and forth helplessly. It looked like they would meet God in two minutes!
The leading mounted policeman yelled, "Damn! Damn the thugs! Brothers, speed up and charge over with your horses, knocking away some thugs!"
This is a recipe that always works for the Mounties! As long as this kind of mass chaos occurs, cavalry will always be more useful than ordinary police!
All the Paris police used were tall purebred Arabian horses. Together, these cavalrymen crashed through like a wall.
Horseshoes as big as bowls stepped on the stone road. When the horseshoe hit the stone, sparks flew out. The 16 tall horses slammed into the chaotic team of workers like a wall.
Just listen to the bang! At that moment, the two thin workers were even knocked directly into the air by the military horse, and then hit the ground so hard that it was estimated that four or five ribs were broken by this blow.
The mounted policemen who rushed into the crowd rounded their batons and smashed them down with all their strength. From their condescending position, each of their sticks could hit the workers' heads.
"Go away! You bastard thugs, how dare you attack the police?"
"Oh, God! Not only did you attack the police, you also attacked the noble lady. It is simply lawless!"
"Get away! Get away! Get away!" The hardwood baton hit the workers' heads with a bang, and blood spurted out from each one!
16 cavalrymen rushed into the workers' team, and then police officers on foot, number 30 or 40, quickly ran over. They formed a queue, held up their batons and began to beat the rebellious workers.
"Catch all the troublemakers, tie them up, and throw them into prison!"
"Come on, come on! Call for help, call for help! The police have begun to suppress our working class, come on and save people!" The peaked hat shouted at the top of his lungs in the crowd. He got out of the crowd and ran towards the direction of the Eastern Army.
While running, he shouted angrily, "Come back quickly and save people! Brothers, the police have started to massacre our working class, please come quickly!"
Strangely enough, amidst his shrill roar, one of the policemen actually pulled out his pistol.
The policeman may have been jealous. Seeing that these workers were not running for their lives, he lost his mind with anger. He aimed at a tall worker and pulled the trigger viciously!
